Tag Archives: Clockwork

Public Tête-à-Tête

Olivia was followed by cats all day long even though she was unaware of that fact. She was trying something new, looking for something without trying to. It was proving to be extraordinarily counter-intuitive. It felt like listening to music … Continue reading

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Precise Protection

Monsieur L’Horloge, meticulously placed the tiny gears in the order that he removed each one from the chronoton. Adjusting his magnifying rig, he checked to see if there was any dust or other outside contaminates in the interior. Normally, work … Continue reading

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Death and Complications

The brasserie was silent except for the occasional clink of a glass, the turning of a page, the gentle glug of a drink being poured or the footsteps of the wait staff. In a corner, sat a woman dressed in … Continue reading

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Questions and Schnapps

Dipping a pen in golden ink, she drew a diagram in the air. Both gazed with an intense focus as they circled it. “Very elegant,” he said. “Danke,” she replied. A moment passed. “However…” “I know.” “Schnapps?” “Please.” Monsieur L’Horloge … Continue reading

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An Evening Stroll

He stopped by the grocer to pickup some root vegetables and fresh peas, then it was off to the meat market for some catoblepas tri tip. The butcher handed his order wrapped in bright red paper and Sergeant Arpin gave … Continue reading

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On The Crown

The wind was insistent at the bronze crown of the Wandering Woman. This was not unusual, it was the highest point above the Arrondissement. Monsieur L’Horloge drew his greatcoat tighter as he watched a flock of Psychopomps fly by, their … Continue reading

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Drinks

Pale blue smoke swayed around the ankles and tentacles of the café’s patrons. The ceiling was schmeared with stars that drifted languidly, illuminating parts of the room and leaving other sections in dusk. A chanteuse sang a sad song as … Continue reading

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